elmsman, Mr. Charles Adams,
of Boston, having undertaken the duty."--_Provincial Paper._

We congratulate Mr. ADAMS on his impartiality.

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[Illustration: THE BULLDOG BREED.

_Sportsman_ (_whose opponent has just achieved the hole in one_). "THIS FOR
A HALF!"]

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A SPRING SONG.

[A daily paper states that very few housewives will be able to indulge
in the luxury of Spring cleaning this year owing to the enormous
increase in the cost of materials and labour.]

Sing!
I will make me a song about Spring;
I will write with delight of the brightness in store;
I will sing of a Spring never dreamed of before,
A Spring with a new and more beautiful meaning,
A season of reason, a Spring without cleaning,
A Spring without painters, a Spring without pain,
A Spring that for once will not drive me insane.
I lift up my voice and rejoice at this thing,
This excellent Spring.

Di
Will in all probability cry;
She will rave at the news and refuse with disgust;
She will say that she _must_ have a thrust at the dust;
But I know what I'm saying,
We've got to go slow;
We _can't_ go on paying--
Spring-cleaning must go.
It's the knell of the mop and the doom of the broom;
We cannot afford to do even one room;
If she wants her own way I shall say with a frown,
"It's too dear, and I fear, until prices come down,
We must try and deny ourselves this little thing."
Magnificent Spring!

I'm
Going to have a delectable time;
Though in previous years I've been hustled about,
And they've driven me mad till I had to go out,
Without flurry or worry this year I shall stay
And know just where to look for my book ev'ry day;
It's the finest of schemes;
It's a blessing, a miracle;
Spring of my dreams,
I can't _help_ growing lyrical
Over this quite unbelievable thing--
Glorious Spring!

This
Is a song of unqualified bliss;
I have never sung quite such a song in my life;
I have nothing but jeers for the tears of my wife;
She may moan, she may groan, she may weep and grow wild,
But the Spring shall remain undisturbed, undefiled,
S